Chapter 22 The Military Course

The topic of where second-year students end up in the military didn't last long, because class started.

The teacher looked like a serious, old-fashioned scholar, but was actually a veteran who had retired after many years of service.

Because he had experience fighting in many places, he could talk about the geographical environment of these frontier stars, no matter where they were. Moreover, he possessed a lot of practical experience that wasn't even in the textbooks.

Everyone had been worried about not being able to finish reading or understand the thick textbook, but they were quickly drawn in by what he had to say.

However, the teacher's lecture content was also a bit biased.

He focused on how to survive on frontier stars.

"Teacher, why... are you talking about how to live on these frontier stars without mecha coverage?"

Some students finally couldn't help but bring up their thoughts near the end of class. "Our major also has a course on surviving on desolate stars, so this is..."

"What? How many types of desolate stars do you know?"

The teacher interrupted the student who asked the question. However, this didn't stop others from being drawn in by the question.

That included Mingmei and the others.

"Not all frontier stars are desolate stars. Prosperous frontier stars, like Hua Lan Star, are defined as frontier stars, but have already escaped the desolate star category.

As for why I like to talk about how to save yourselves on nearly uncivilized desolate stars and trash stars within frontier stars, how to obtain food and water, how to identify whether unfamiliar food is edible..."

The teacher chuckled as he spoke, disdainfully saying, "Do you think that if an accident really happens during battle, causing you to leave the battlefield, or if the battle is lost and your mecha breaks down and the escape pod lands, you'll be picked up immediately without needing to live in the wild or nearby for a period of time? Or have you really prepared to throw your lives away on the battlefield?"

When the teacher asked this question, the group of students was eerily quiet. But then someone whispered, "Dying in battle is a soldier's honor."

"What, do you really think that dying in battle is the greatest honor? Do you think that those soldiers and generals who sacrificed themselves when fighting the Zerg chose to die for the sake of posthumous glory?

They had no choice. If they retreated, there would be even greater death and destruction. Or the Zerg simply didn't give them another choice! If there was a choice, who wouldn't want to live?

Who wouldn't want to accumulate more strength for future battles? Don't get all hot-blooded and say you're ready to die in battle! You bunch of la... chickens!"

Everyone: "..."

This teacher, he actually wanted to call them trash in the end, right?

"You dare to question me after only one class? At least listen to the content of my next two classes, right? What's wrong? You still haven't learned that you need to have an in-depth understanding of things before defining them? Or do you think that because the curriculum changed this year, making you memorize and read paper books, you feel aggrieved and don't dare to complain to the school or your homeroom teacher, so you want to take it out on me?"

He suppressed the student who asked the question again, glanced sharply at everyone, and said, "I'll emphasize it again, frontier stars are not equal to desolate stars. The examples I gave in today's class are just one type. This is indeed a common possibility when you encounter an accident during battle or while escaping during reconnaissance patrols.

However, compared to desolate stars, don't think that frontier stars with civilization are much better. In the following classes, I will focus on introducing typical planets with civilization in frontier areas. Alright, class dismissed!"

After speaking, he rushed out of the classroom in a whirlwind, his enthusiasm for leaving class no less than that of the students.

However, he left, but his mutterings that he couldn't hold back were left in the classroom—"Which idiot is blocking me to ask questions after class? Fucking outrageous!"

The idiot student in question: "..."

Others: "..."

"Oh my god..."

After the teacher left in a whirlwind, Mingmei took advantage of the fact that the books hadn't been put away yet and flipped through the content he talked about in class this morning, comparing it with the scope he was going to introduce in the next class. She took a small breath.

"He actually covered 200 pages of content in this one class?"

Mingmei flipped through the 200 pages of content like a ghost. Even though she only skimmed through it, she still found that about a hundred pages needed to be memorized.

Mingmei began to doubt her life. She turned to look at Mu Chen, but saw that his expression was as usual, without any distress.

"What's wrong?"

Noticing Mingmei's gaze, Mu Chen's tone was much gentler than his cold and rigid tone when he refused the classmates who asked him to enter the mecha simulation pod together after class.

"So much to memorize... there seems to be another class on Wednesday in three days..."

Mingmei actually wanted to give up in her heart, but she was too embarrassed to say it, so she asked Mu Chen euphemistically, thinking that if he said he couldn't memorize it either, she would naturally follow up with, "It's okay, I can't memorize it either."

As a result, she underestimated Mu Chen's ability to remember things well that he had mentioned before.

"It's okay, just flip through it a few more times. It's not a big deal..." As he spoke, Mu Chen saw Mingmei's stiff face. "What's wrong... ah, can't Meimei remember it? It's okay, I can help..."

"No!"

Mingmei raised her hand to interrupt Mu Chen's idea of watching her memorize the book. She really didn't want to memorize, she couldn't memorize it, orz!

Since you won't say it, then don't say it.

……

"God! Why didn't you tell me about such a dangerous thing sooner?"

In the evening, Wang Wenfei returned to the dormitory after a day of classes and received a video call from Merui Ta, who was far away in the Federation.

As soon as she opened it, she saw that the background environment of the other party didn't seem to be at the school. The other party's face was also a little pale. She asked a few more questions and learned that Merui Ta had been hospitalized.

It was still because of capturing the Zerg.

"Wasn't I just in the stage of suspicion during the winter vacation? That's why I didn't tell you..."

Merui Ta forced a wry smile. Before Wang Wenfei could continue to ask, she told her everything like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

The more Wang Wenfei listened, the more her breathing stagnated, and her face was ugly as she said, "This matter concerns the Zerg. Did you tell your grandfather or the President?"

"I told them. Speaking of which, I even worked with Julian privately. I heard that professional personnel who manage this aspect will also come over in a few days, and I will have to cooperate with the investigation then."

After speaking, Merui Ta sighed, raised her hand and poked the face of the little man in the video projection, and asked, "Do you think these Zerg have poison? Even if my grandfather and the President disagree politically, do they think my grandfather would betray humanity for my sake? What a stupid idea?"

"It's precisely because they don't know that they want to provoke you. If they kill Julian with your cooperation, your grandfather will have no choice but to oppose the President in order to protect you..."

Wang Wenfei's words stopped here, and she couldn't help but feel disgusted with the Zerg again. Previously, she accompanied her grandfather to attend the Lu family's funeral, and it wasn't until she returned that she heard her grandfather say that this matter was related to the Zerg.

"Really, Zerg, Zerg, there are Zerg everywhere. They really are like lingering ghosts!"